Follow the path of Dao from infancy Chapter 1700 Chapter 428: Dojo Blood Duel (Part 3)

Within the same cultivation boundary, one may issue challenges or be targeted by others.

Should a person decline three consecutive times, the rules mandate they must accept a match and select one of the previous challengers to confront.

To resolve deep-seated grudges and prevent cycles of vengeance—where the killing of a brother leads to the slaughter of entire clans—the arena's regulations are designed to avoid fatalities. By utilizing the laws of the Heavenly Dao, an avatar is manifested that perfectly mirrors the original body’s diverse powers, combat intuition, and consciousness!

Even if this avatar is destroyed in the heat of battle, the true body only sustains minor injuries that can be mended over time.

Furthermore, in an avatar duel, the defeated party has no grounds for complaint and must submit with total sincerity.

The strife found here, aside from pure hatred, generally stems from two words: indignant discontent!

Why should the Human Race be measured against my Chaos Ancient Clan? We are born possessing a Taoist body, the primal entities of Chaos!

Why is the Chaos Ancient Clan permitted such arrogance? Even if the Human Race is currently fragile, we shall ascend by shattering our limitations!

If there is dissatisfaction, it is best settled through combat; let the fists decide, as it is both simple and honest.

“Does this Chaos Arena challenge not serve as an excellent location to sharpen one’s martial skills?”

Following their explanation, Li Hao’s eyes shimmered with interest.

This was clearly a literal goldmine for practical combat experience!

Noticing the spark in Li Hao’s eyes, Gu Mofan and the others traded glances, startled by their junior brother’s blatant thirst for battle.

“It can be perceived that way, yet that is not the whole truth.”

Lei Jingfeng shook his head and added, “The avatar formed within the Chaos Arena might cause limited physical harm to the original body upon its fall, but the sensation of defeat and the various agonies of the fight are transferred entirely to the host. This directly impacts one’s Daoist heart. Frequent losses can cause the Daoist heart to crumble, as those feelings of failure become etched into the mind like a nightmare’s shackles!”

“This doesn't just damage the Daoist heart; it creates a massive barrier when one attempts to break through cultivation bottlenecks.”

Li Hao was momentarily stunned. Seeing the gravity on the faces of the others, he understood the situation was far more complex than he had initially assumed.

“If I utilize the Double-faced Man illustrated guide to manifest a Dark Side Avatar and send it into the arena, I wonder if the original body would still be affected?”

Li Hao pondered the possibility.

The Dark Side Avatar could inherit thirty percent of his total power, and it was comprehensive in its imitation.

Given his current realm and techniques, he possessed numerous Immortal Techniques and cultivation methods that allowed him to project hundreds or even thousands of ordinary avatars at will.

Such avatars could also hold a portion of his true strength, potentially reaching up to fifty percent.

However, those avatars were sustained by cultivation techniques linked to the original, unlike the Dark Side Avatar which was powered by the system panel.

Li Hao surmised that if he used standard avatars in the Chaos Arena, the original body would undoubtedly suffer upon defeat; otherwise, his brilliant senior brothers and sisters would have surely exploited such a loophole already.

As for the Dark Side Avatar... perhaps a trial was necessary to find the answer.

Li Hao remained deep in thought.

While the Dark Side Avatar was statistically weaker than his main body, its techniques and offensive patterns were identical, making it a perfect mirror to identify his own combat flaws.

“Hmm?”

Suddenly, Li Hao sensed a slight vibration from the Chaos Heavenly Dao Ranking as it transmitted a notification.

“A challenge?”

Li Hao was taken aback; he had only just finished discussing the arena when a challenge arrived.

The message was incredibly succinct, displaying a humanoid silhouette clad in intimidating armor with a haughty expression:

“I am Yuan Long of the Chaos Dragon Clan, at the Tenth Level of the Immortal Monarch Realm, having mastered 65 Chaotic Stars. Do you dare to accept my challenge?!”

The tone was suffocatingly arrogant, as if the sender were looking down upon Li Hao from a great height.

“What is it?”

Gu Mofan, always sharp, noticed the shift in Li Hao’s demeanor and asked.

With a strange expression, Li Hao remarked, “Just as we spoke of it, someone has challenged me.”

“Oh? Who is so foolishly ignorant?”

At those words, the expressions of everyone present turned frigid.

Di Lingshu narrowed her eyes slightly, a flicker of killing intent dancing within them.

Earlier, she had made a bet with Li Hao, wanting to showcase her skills before their master because she felt underestimated. She had naturally wanted to save face, but Li Hao’s display had left her completely impressed.

Setting that aside, even if they had only just met, anyone daring to provoke her junior brother was insulting the honor of Extreme Dao Mountain and disrespecting their master!

“One named Yuan Long from the Chaos Dragon Clan,” Li Hao answered.

“A mere nobody.”

Di Lingshu’s look was bone-chilling. “Never heard of him. The Chaos Dragon Clan? They are but a minor branch of the Chaos Ancient Dragon bloodline, yet they dare to be so insolent!”

Lei Jingfeng, Long Qingge, and the others maintained cold gazes but remained silent; they had already reached the Immortal King Realm and could no longer participate in arena challenges.

However, should the opponent cross the line, they would not hesitate to join their senior brother in paying a visit to the Dragon Clan’s territory.

Suddenly, Li Hao felt the Chaos Heavenly Dao Ranking vibrate once more, this time delivering two separate messages.

“Again?”

Li Hao reached out with his divine sense and found two additional challenges.

The second message featured a female figure with a tail and bat-like ears, her words echoing Yuan Long’s sentiment.

The third, however, was a human figure who spoke directly to Li Hao:

“I am Wu Ming of the Original Land, at the Tenth Level of the Immortal Monarch Realm, having mastered 67 Chaotic Stars. Do you have the courage to face me in an arena blood battle?!”

The words were freezing, radiating a savage bloodlust.

Li Hao felt the depth of the opponent's murderous intent and frowned; the previous two from the Chaos Ancient Clan had not projected such malevolence.

“What exactly is an arena blood battle?”

Li Hao looked up, seeking clarification from his senior brothers and sisters.

“What?”

Upon hearing Li Hao’s question, the faces of Gu Mofan and Di Lingshu twisted with shock and fury.

“A blood battle? Someone is demanding a blood battle with you?”

“Who would dare such audacity? Do they not realize you are the disciple of the master?!”

“Cursed be they! Which Chaos Ancient Clan is so brazenly seeking their own demise?!”

Gu Mofan and the others were livid.

Shi Miao, standing behind Li Hao, was momentarily stunned before his gaze turned dark and heavy, like a looming storm.

Seeing their intense reactions, Li Hao realized something was gravely wrong and felt puzzled.

Lei Jingfeng explained to Li Hao, “A Chaos blood battle is a fight to the death without the use of avatars. It is a path chosen only for the most deep-seated blood feuds!”

Li Hao was speechless. A blood feud?

The shadow he had just seen was a complete stranger to him.

“Which member of the Chaos Ancient Clan is it, junior brother?”

Di Wushe spoke, his focus locked onto Li Hao, his eyes like a brewing tempest.

Li Hao answered, “It isn't a member of the Chaos Ancient Clan. It’s a disciple named Wu Ming from the Wu family, who cultivates in the Original Land.”

“The Wu family?”

The group was stunned. They certainly hadn't expected the person demanding a life-and-death struggle to be a fellow human—specifically, a member of the Wu family, which ranked twelfth among the Hundred Races.

“Have you had any previous altercations with Wu family disciples?” Long Qingge asked, confused.

Li Hao shook his head. “I have never had any contact with them.”

“The Wu family is begging for destruction!”

Di Lingshu’s eyes were freezing as she asked Li Hao, “What is the realm of this opponent?”

“Tenth Level of the Immortal Monarch Realm,” Li Hao replied.

“Despicable!”

Everyone’s expression soured; Li Hao was only at the Third Level of the Immortal Monarch Realm, while the challenger was at the Tenth Level. The gap in power was absurd.

“Select one of the previous challengers for now—one that uses avatars. I will deal with the Wu family,” Di Lingshu declared.

In this moment, Li Hao still possessed the right to choose any of the three challengers. The first one from the Chaos Dragon Clan had not requested a blood battle; even if an avatar duel resulted in a loss, it was a manageable outcome.